The poetical works of Alexander Pope, with a life, by A. Dyce, Volum 31863 |
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Side 12
... virtue scandal , innocence a fear , Or from the soft - ey'd virgin steal a tear ! But he who hurts a harmless neighbour's peace , Insults fall'n worth , or beauty in distress , 4 Sir William Young . 5 Bubb Dodington , afterwards Lord ...
... virtue scandal , innocence a fear , Or from the soft - ey'd virgin steal a tear ! But he who hurts a harmless neighbour's peace , Insults fall'n worth , or beauty in distress , 4 Sir William Young . 5 Bubb Dodington , afterwards Lord ...
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... kings , he held a shame , And thought a lie in verse or prose the same ; That not in fancy's maze he wander'd long , But stoop'd to truth , and moraliz'd his song ; That not for fame , but virtue's better end , 14 THE POEMS.
... kings , he held a shame , And thought a lie in verse or prose the same ; That not in fancy's maze he wander'd long , But stoop'd to truth , and moraliz'd his song ; That not for fame , but virtue's better end , 14 THE POEMS.
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... virtue ! all the past : For thee , fair virtue ! welcome even the last ! A. But why insult the poor ? affront the great ? P. A knave's a knave to me in every state ; Alike my scorn , if he succeed or fail , Sporus at court , or Japhet ...
... virtue ! all the past : For thee , fair virtue ! welcome even the last ! A. But why insult the poor ? affront the great ? P. A knave's a knave to me in every state ; Alike my scorn , if he succeed or fail , Sporus at court , or Japhet ...
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... virtue , or in song . Of gentle blood ( part shed in honour's cause , 2 Welsted asserted in print that Pope had caused a lady's death , and that he had libelled the Duke of Chandos ( in the character of Timon ) , from whom , it was ...
... virtue , or in song . Of gentle blood ( part shed in honour's cause , 2 Welsted asserted in print that Pope had caused a lady's death , and that he had libelled the Duke of Chandos ( in the character of Timon ) , from whom , it was ...
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... virtue when I point the pen , Brand the bold front of shameless guilty men , Dash the proud gamester in his gilded car , Bare the mean heart that lurks beneath a star ; Can there be wanting , to defend her cause , Lights of the church ...
... virtue when I point the pen , Brand the bold front of shameless guilty men , Dash the proud gamester in his gilded car , Bare the mean heart that lurks beneath a star ; Can there be wanting , to defend her cause , Lights of the church ...
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abused admire Æneid Ambrose Philips ancient bard Bavius Behold Bishop bless'd called character Charles Gildon Cibber Concanen court cries Curll Dennis divine Dryden dull Dulness dunce Dunciad e'en Edmund Curll epic EPISTLE Eridanus Essay on Criticism eyes fame fate folly fool genius Gildon goddess grace hath head heaven hero Homer honour Horace Iliad IMITATIONS James Moore king knave labour Laureate learned LEONARD WELSTED Letter LEWIS THEOBALD live Lord Lord Bolingbroke Lord Hervey lov'd MIST'S JOURNAL moral muse ne'er never o'er octavo Oldmixon once Ovid person pleas'd poem poet poet's poetry Pope Pope's praise prince printed proud queen REMARKS rhyme saith satire Scriblerus sing song soul sure Swift thee Theobald things thou translation truth verse VIRG Virgil virtue Welsted Whig wings words writ write youth
Populære avsnitt
Side 8 - Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks; Or at the ear of Eve, familiar Toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad, In puns, or politics, or tales, or lies, Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or blasphemies.
Side 8 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys : So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
Side 352 - See Mystery to Mathematics fly ! In vain ! they gaze, turn giddy, rave, and die. Religion, blushing, veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires. Nor public flame, nor private, dares to shine; Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse divine! Lo! thy dread empire, Chaos! is restor'd; Light dies before thy uncreating word: Thy hand, great Anarch! lets the curtain fall; And universal darkness buries all.
Side 352 - Argus' eyes, by Hermes' wand opprest, Clos'd one by one to everlasting rest; Thus at her felt approach, and secret might, Art after Art goes out, and all is Night: See skulking Truth to her old cavern fled, Mountains of Casuistry heap'd o'er her head!
Side 135 - Berkshire, •This modest stone, what few vain marbles can, May truly say, Here lies an honest man : A poet, blest beyond the poet's fate, Whom Heaven kept sacred from the Proud and Great : Foe to loud praise, and friend to learned ease, Content with science in the vale of peace.
Side 129 - Yet soft his nature, though severe his lay, His anger moral, and his wisdom gay. Blest satirist ! who touch'd the mean so true, As show'd, vice had his hate and pity too. Blest courtier ! who could king and country please, Yet sacred keep his friendships, and his ease. Blest peer ! his great forefathers...
Side 72 - Bright through the rubbish of some hundred years ; Command old words, that Ion*; have slept, to wake, Words that wise Bacon or brave Raleigh spake ; Or bid the new be English ages hence (For use will father what's begot by sense); Pour the full tide of eloquence along, Serenely pure, and yet divinely strong, Rich with the treasures of each foreign tongue...